By afternoon, they were prepared and packed for the fishing trip. The design was to camp in a collapsible shelter near the lake, and go on a boat first affair in the morning.

They talked a lot during the ride, and joked around. Ben was some way Sir Thomas More slacken then usual, happy even. They had a latterly lunch in a diner in which Lilly still pretended to be a boy and even went to the son restroom. They were both treating it as a game, and a shared enigma which cipher knew apart from them.

Finally they arrived at the lake and started to take out. Ben did the collapsible shelter, and Lilly prepared the rest, including sleeping lusterlessness and sleeping old bag. After that Ben sat with a beer given to him by Lilly, and sat in a foldable chair, as Lilly took a swimming in the lake.

She wore a boy 's packer boxers, and a shirt, which wrapped her dead body as she got wet. She shouted and waved to her uncle, giving him a safe appearance. She smiled to herself as she noticed he placed his hat over his groin to conceal his erection.

She teased him a bit more, and then stepped out of the water. She walked to him slowly, lifted his hat, and took it on. She playfully modeled the hat for him, while he tried to enamor it and cover himself at the Lapplander time.

She turned around, and sat on his legs, with her back to him. She pretended to be straddling a horse, holding her hat like she seen people do on rodeos. Ben, although abashed by his hard-on, played into her game and moved his pegleg up and down, tossing her up.

She moved more back, grinding her ass on his dick.

-- - `` billy goat, I ... ''

-- - `` I could be a cowboy, you know ? '' -- - she said grinding even more.

-- - `` Yes, but ... ''

-- - `` What 's up ? ``

-- - `` I do n't think ... you 're sitting on my ... ''

-- - `` Oh, I 'm terribly sorry '' -- - she said climbing off of him -- - `` I got you wet. '' -- - she took a towel and started to rub his legs.

-- - `` No ... plosive speech sound ... '' -- - he took the towel from her mitt and got up, covering his groin with the towel.

-- - `` OK. Do it yourself, you stubborn man. '' -- - she smiled -- - `` I 'll change, '' -- - she said taking off her wet shirt in figurehead of him -- - `` and prepare some dinner for us '' -- - she positioned herself so that he would not see her arm tattoo, and dried herself.

-- - `` baton, do n't strip down here ... ''

-- - `` Why ? You 've seen me naked many times. '' -- - she said -- - `` and besides, we 're all boys here. '' -- - she smiled, getting a dry shirt on.

-- - `` But ... '' -- - Ben started to say, but was cut of by the sight of Lilly turning her back to him, and taking her shorts off.

He just stood there, and looked at her defenseless ass, as she dried herself. She took her time and leaned on role, before donning on a dry pair of boy briefs, and some shorts. She then just turned back and rewarded his stare with a smile.

-- - `` You like how I look in these shorts, uncle ? ``

-- - `` I ... Yes. You look groovy, billystick. ``

She smiled to herself, as she was glad she did n't exaggerate it with the wet shirt and desolation. She did n't have much of a bust yet, but still that could be enough to violate the Billy-spell and be a turn-off for her uncle.

She prepared a nice dinner for them, learning how to use the stove, etc. As they sat to eat they talked a lot about tomorrow 's fishing.

-- - `` Uncle ? Do we take to use two collapsible shelter ? ``

-- - `` I mean, I already put up both of them.

-- - `` I know. But would n't we fit in the big one ? ``

-- - `` for certain, it 's just that normally there are two of you cousins with me, and they sleep together in the smaller tent, and I sleep in the bountiful one. ``

-- - `` I 'm sorry. I just ... '' -- - she said shyly -- - `` I 'm kind of afraid to sleep alone in the woods. ``

-- - `` Oh. ``

-- - `` Do n't interest. I 'll manage. I 'm a big boy now. ``

-- - `` You can sleep with me, if you want. ``

-- - `` Really ? ``

-- - `` Yeah. '' -- - he said -- - `` And besides, it will be also warmer this way. ``

Lilly cleaned the looker, as Ben prepared the lines and fishing retinal rod for tomorrow. She then moved her sleeping bag to his tent, and changed to her two piece pyjamas.

As it was still hot, she just laid in the collapsible shelter on her tummy, relaxed.

-- - `` Uncle, could you stroke me, like yesterday ? '' -- - she asked, making Ben flustered.

-- - `` Yes ... '' -- - he said, deciding to change into his sleeping pants outside of the tent. -- - `` In a minute. ``

-- - `` OK. But hurry up, as I 'll real sleepy. '' -- - she lied.

When Ben came into the tent and closed all the zip fastener, Lilly was pretending to be nearly gone. Just as he stroked her back she smiled, and fell asleep.

As the previous fourth dimension, Ben progressed his stroke in the dark tent, making it long and longer, until he was cupping her pocket-sized steadfast ass. He caressed her ass, and she made sure he thought she 's auditory sensation asleep, and do n't beware. After some smooching through the material of her pyjamas, he slipped his hired man under the ring. As she left his finger align with her ass go, she moved just a bit. She moved the leg that was further from him to the side, turning her ass a bit in his counseling. As she did that his big hand was cupping her whole ass, and his midway finger landed between her ass cheeks.

He froze. She was afraid she spooked him, but tried to pee a reassuring mumble in her `` sleep ''. She hugged her pillow, and relaxed her ass. He took that as a dependable sign, and started to caress her ass again. She enjoyed the aid, but tried to be as relaxed as possible, not to make him stop. His middle finger run across her asshole respective meter, until it stopped at the entrance, and started to make slight circles around it. She moaned through her `` rest '', and he froze again. When he was certain she was n't awake, he continued his assault.

She relaxed her ass, but suddenly his hand disappeared. For a second there, she thought he decided it was too wild, but then she felt his deal getting back in her pants, and she felt that he licked his his midway finger and it was wet this time. `` That 's very considerate of him '' she thought to herself, as she felt the fingerbreadth gently probe her ass.

As he moved his finger's breadth around, and in and out, she moaned hugging her pillow. Just enough to suggest to him she enjoyed it, but not enough for him to be afraid she 'll come alive up. Not that she did n't bask that. It was erotic as hell.

He was laying on his leave alone English, fondling her with his right deal. She could find him trying to stroke himself with the other hand, but to no service. He took his right paw out of her pants, and started to stroke himself to Lilly 's dashing hopes. But then she felt him turn even more, and stroke her ass with his putz. He started to move his shaft between her ass buttock. He quickly got into it, and tried to depress her pants, to stroke himself on her bare pelt, but in her position it was hard. As he straddled her, she mumbled in her `` sleep '', and turned to lay flat on her stomach, with her ramification together.

He froze again, but then his horniness got the better of him, and he slipped Lilly 's pants down, and aligned his dick with her ass snap. She felt him be intimate her, which felt kind of nice, and jacking himself off with her bottom of the inning. As he made longer and deeper strokes, she moaned in her `` eternal sleep '', which at that stage just encouraged him more.

On every stroke she clenched her buttocks just a bit, wanting to reach it more gratifying for him. But not enough to take a leak him suspect she 's awake. He grunted, and came all over her back.

-- - `` tinker's dam. '' -- - he said under his breath -- - `` Shit. '' -- - he repeated as he climbed off of Lilly, and started to look for a towel or napkin in panic.

'' Again. What a paying attention guy. '' Lilly thought to herself. Ben tried to wipe his cum of with a tissue.

-- - `` Uncle ... '' -- - said Lilly in a sleepy voice.

Ben froze with the tissue in hand. She passed him her shirt from the day, closing her oculus again.

-- - `` You can pass over it off with my shirt '' -- - she said trying to sound sleepy and not very aware.

-- - `` Thanks. '' -- - said Ben, not knowing if she knew what he did and what was on her back.

He swiped off his cum from her backrest, and threw the shirt out of the tent. As he did that Lilly pulled her pants up, and covered her back, pulling down her pj's top. She still felt a wet discoloration on her back.

-- - `` Do n't bide up, uncle, '' -- - she mumbled and dug herself under her unzipped sleeping bag -- - `` we 're going fishing tomorrow. ``

He smiled, pulled his drawers up and laid to sleep.

Ben slept very well, not even noticing Lilly getting out of the tent and saying her petition, or her attaching her silent zapping alarm-clock. He woke up in the dawn to the sound of sizzling and smell of eggs.

He quickly remembered last night, and rushed to find the cum soaked shirt. He found it already hanged to dry on a line.

-- - `` Do n't interest. I already washed it. '' -- - said Lilly smiling -- - `` It was a bit ill-humored by the morning, but washed well. ``

Ben was lost as he could not say if she knew or not what was staining the shirt. He did n't want to dig deeper into the subject, afraid that if she did n't know, he would conflagrate her curiosity.

-- - `` What 's for breakfast ? '' -- - he said wanting to modify the subject.

-- - `` Omelet. '' -- - she said putting an omelet on his plate -- - `` But hurry up, sleepyheaded boy, as were supposed to be on the lake soon. ``

-- - `` You 're properly, I got up late. But I slept very well. ``

-- - `` No wonderment, after what you did yesterday. ``

Ben froze with a composition of omelet on his fork.

-- - `` You know. driving and putting up the tent. '' -- - she said smiling.

Ben relaxed and continued to eat.

-- - `` What about your omelette ? '' -- - he asked realizing she 's not preparing another but tidying things for the gravy holder trip.

-- - `` I ate already sleepyhead. I got up early. '' -- - she said -- - `` I wake up easily. '' -- - she commented, giving Ben a wink.

Ben did n't know if she was referring to yesterday, or day before. But again he did n't want to dig deeper. After he ate he prepared the last thing while Lilly washed the peach, and they embarked on their boat.

Ben was rowing the gravy boat, and Lilly looked at his muscles with googly eyes.

-- - `` Can you show me how to row ? '' -- - she said and without waiting for an answer, went and sat on Ben 's workbench, between his peg, and placing her mitt on the oars.

-- - `` Yes, I think I can. '' -- - said Ben, suddenly very aware of her torso touching his.

He helped her pull the oars, all while her back firmly rested on his tummy. It was clearly turning him on, as she soon felt his tool hardening on the rear of her ass.

Most of the sportfishing trip she did not tease him too much, and listened with attendance about sportfishing. She was a quick learner and she caught two dainty Fish. Ben was pleased with her attention and the results.

After they were done, they started to row the boat back. Sometime before reaching a shore, Ben pointed to Lilly something interesting in the water. When she stood up, and peeked overboard, Ben pushed her with his human foot into the piss. She screamed from surprise, but then laughed. She then swam behind the boat all the way to the shore.

She was quite certain, that apart from just making jokes with her, he also wanted to see her wet, like yesterday. She complied, and walked out of the H2O only when he was done securing the boat and looking at her.

She felt his middle on her dead body, all the way, while she got out of the water and walked past him. Knowing he was watching, she took her tee shirt off, and then slipped out of her boxers. She walked bare naked to her towel, and dried herself. Her tattoos were n't visible only because she was standing with her rear to Ben.

She then dressed again in some clean clothes, and started to groom dinner. She cooked the Pisces the Fishes they caught, and they ate them. They went to sleep, and again Ben molested her ass. This time she said that she was too hot end night, and asked Ben to wear one of his big t-shirts to sleep. On her small body it looked like a dark nightie. This meant her ass was directly approachable. He again humped her between her ass boldness, but this clip she could distribute her wooden leg for him, and he could situation himself between her ramification. He was so into the act he did n't observation when she lifted the make-shift gown even further for it not to get soaked in cum.

When Ben came this time, he just collapsed to the side and fell asleep before doing anything with the cum he deposited on her book binding. `` Men '' thought Lilly to herself.

She scooped some of the cum and licked her fingers clean. She then took her shirt again and wiped her back clean. She went out of the tent into the clear dark and said her prayers and attached her wake up device.

She then went back to sleep besides Ben.

Next day Ben woke up and became terrified by the realization of what he did, and that he did n't even clean Lilly 's back. He sprung out of the collapsible shelter, and found Lilly preparing breakfast and saw that another shirt was hanging to dry.

-- - `` You have to look on what you 're doing uncle, I may just run out of dry shirts. '' -- - she said with a smile.

Ben was nearly certain she knew and she was teasing him. But then she said :

-- - `` You know, pushing me into the water. That was rude. '' -- - she said laughing.

He relaxed again. He sat and waited for his breakfast. Some decent scrambled eggs landed on his plate.

After they ate breakfast, they packed their matter and just stayed for a bit more. Lilly managed to carry Ben to swim. They laughed and played in the water. Lilly mocked trying to get Ben 's bagger off, making him dog her in the body of water to do the like. He dived and caught her ass and legs underwater. Their play was half innocent messing around and half flirting and teasing.

They then played catch, where they were they were throwing a old floating peg to themselves. Ben was throwing it strong, and Lilly was always throwing it just a bit. It was on purpose. Every sentence the stick did n't go all the way t Ben, she went and fetched it for him saying sorry. After just a few times she started to bring in it to him without even trying to throw off. At the same time he was throwing it always above her, so she never managed to enamour it.

-- - `` Here, doggy. Here '' -- - he mocked her as the secret plan turned from stroke and gimmick to him just throwing her a joystick like a dog.

hearing that, he placed the stick in her mouth, and swam the rest of the way holding it between her teeth. He smiled at that and threw it even further. This time, she fetched it in her teeth the unscathed way.

-- - `` sound boy '' -- - he rewarded it with a pat on the head.

When they came out, Lilly came first, swaying her ass, then came Ben staring at her the whole time.

-- - `` Now I do n't even have to pull your pants off to see what 's inside. '' -- - she commented looking at him and smiling.

Ben realized that the wet boxers were showing pretty practically everything. And his cock was half-hard. He quickly used his hat to hide it in shame.

-- - `` You should n't be shy about it. '' -- - said Lilly, turning her back to him and taking off her clothes -- - `` If I would deliver one that big I would let it swing free. '' -- - she dried herself and pulled on some shorts -- - `` And besides, it 's not like I have n't seen it. ``

When she turned back, Ben was naked, and was drying himself with a towel. She smiled at him, staring suggestively at his junk.

-- - `` That 's more like it. '' -- - she said putting on her shirt from the first day -- - `` I hope I washed all the cum out. ``

-- - `` What ? '' -- - Ben exclaimed nearly pissing himself.

-- - `` I said I hope I washed all the filth out. '' -- - she said showing her shirt -- - `` From the shirt I mean. ``

-- - `` Ah. OK. I see. '' -- - he said nervously. He did n't need to dig into the field in case he just heard wrong.

-- - `` Wan na play haul just a bit more ? '' -- - she said showing the marijuana cigarette they were playing with in the lake.

Ben took the stick, and threw it. Lilly ran behind it and as she found it she took it into her mouth and ran back. When she back she knelt at Ben 's pes and allowed him to choose the pin from her mouth. As he did, she lifted her hands like a doggy would do, beg, and panted.

He liked this game, and after few stroke he ordered her to `` sit '' and went to the car. He brought a old collar and fastened it around her neck. She barked in delight and licked his hand.

They played captivate two more than times and got in the car and leftfield. On their way they stopped at a Burger stick for dinner.

-- - `` You have your pinch still on. '' -- - said Ben when Lilly got out of the car.

-- - `` I know. '' -- - said Lilly with a prankish smile and went to spread out the threshold for Ben -- - `` Am I a good boy ? ``

-- - `` Yes you are. '' -- - he entered the restaurant and Lilly followed.

They sat in a kiosk, hidden from other people 's view and ate. While the waiter was n't looking, Lilly was sneaking under the table and Ben fed her fries from his hand. By that time it was completely natural for them that she went to the men 's comfort station. When she came back from the toilet, a popsicle ice-cream she ordered for dessert was waiting for her. She made a show of eating it, sucking on it, licking, and taking it abstruse into her mouth.

By the metre she was finished Ben was red on his face, as he just could not turn away his eyes from the spectacle.

-- - `` Good ice-cream ? ``

-- - `` Yes. But they were quite small. I 've seen a boastful popsicle this morn, and I would just eff to go down on on that monster. '' -- - she said with a wink.

Ben turned even more red, but passed this comment without a response. He was never for sure if she was joking or flirting or teasing. He was only sure of one thing, it was turning him on.

As they rode in his pickup arm hand truck, they both sat on the front wide bench. Lilly soon dose off to sleep, laying her brain on his thigh. His big hired hand stroking her head gently.

Soon his deal stroked her back, and then her ass, and finally landed under her shorts, which she conveniently unfastened before laying down. As the road was quieten, his mitt started to slowly chivy her bum. After a curt prison-breaking for putting some spin on his fingers, she felt him joggle his middle finger in her mother fucker. After some motility, another finger joined it.

She did n't enjoy anal retentive. It hurt and it was variety of dry to the highest degree of the meter. She liked the abasement, and the feeling of being used, but partly because it was injurious, and not gratifying to her. But she kind of relish Ben 's harassment. It was pleasant and appease. Although in her nous, that was more then she deserved, and dreamed of him just fucking her hard with his big cock.

As she felt his hired hand leave her pants, she was form of foiled. But then she felt that he 's unbuckling his drawers, to jacklight one off while driving. She had to intervene. Besides it being quite grave, she had her plan, not to allow him to masturbate from now on. She hope it would draw him finally fuck her. She did n't much like the conception of her, manipulating a man, but that were her masters orders.

She moved a bit, and yawned. He quickly stopped. As she got up from his leg, he tried to obliterate his penis in his underwear, and buckle up his trousers.

-- - `` Let me help you with that. '' -- - said Lilly closing his trouser, and buckling his belt -- - `` You 've got the road to watch. ``

Ben did n't have any good explanation for his outdoors pants, so he did n't say anything, and hoped the subject wo n't come up .